Always this discrepancy. Our vision of a happy life is very clear: we would be free, courageous, would put inspired actions into the world, grow together, be there for each other. And then we see the reality: entangled in states of mind, against each other, distractions, excuses …

Vision and reality. The requirement is to get our stuff straight, to no longer play the defeated, but to come here, in the fire of openness, watchful and available …

It’s not about feeding our fears with home savings contracts. It’s not about blaming somebody or something. The world needs us in our power and in our beauty …

Silence offers space for encounter with oneself. The personal activities disappear like the merchants from the temple. It’s time to meet someone special …

From the inside, being rises like a very familiar person. One has always looked through its eyes and always used its voice. One is so used to being, has forgotten it and sold it for trumpery and recognition …

Now is the time to meet it again and let it talke the reins. It is an encounter with oneself and yet one does not know one another anymore. One knows oneself as a person, but not as being. Being recognizes itself in the person and wants to play …

There is the desire for freedom, but from what prison? One can not see the cages in which we are held. Every time we think – mostly unconsciously – that being free is not possible, that’s exactly what builds the cage …

There is the desire for joy, but joy is our ground state, our name, our being. What is between us and our joy can not be experienced with the senses. Every time we accept – mostly out of habit – that we did not deserve it better, joy is obscured …

The separation from what we really want Gold ist of unconscious assumptions. Invisible, because we are so used to. Powerful, because not seen.Consciousness is not a luxury that one learns in meditations to reach other spheres. It is the key that opens the ghost cages. It accompanies our steps and maintains the opening to what is …

If one studies silence, it becomes apparent that it is not separate, from conscious being, from presence. Of something that is already here that you do not need to do. It’s impossible to put a finger on it, you can not make it a handy concept to put it in your pocket. Consciousness can not be taken into the unconscious, one can not include it in „ones world“ …

Viewed from conscious being, the world of thoughts and their content is only seemingly real, they consist mainly of the past, which is repeated automatically, like a little pleasant dream …

Silent consciousness loves fresh awareness in the moment. The stepping out of „ones world“. The groping of senses. The roots of the world reach into wonder. Therefore, exploring conscious being is not factual, the more you like it, the more you fall in love with it, the more it shows up and mutual recognition happens, like in a mirror …

If silence takes you by the hand, you easily drop your little world of thoughts in which you should still – as always – urgently do something important. You know, there is nothing more important and urgent than to come home. Silence leads you on secret alleys and smuggler paths back to paradise …

The smallest spark of joy is willingness. With every little „yes“ angels rushing in, like falling stars. With every consent your streaming and creating begins. As soon as your liking shows, in the face of what is, the world play its charm …

Beings and things unfold their magic through appreciation. Friendly attention is like a wand …

People always seem to be looking for something that is not here right now. It’s funny: what’s here looks for what’s here and does not find it. How paradox! You can not find it, because it’s already here, because what’s looking for is already what it wants to find …

Everything is already here, complete, nothing is missing, and the perception and recognition of it releases. Everything that comes from this ground is born of freedom. May be somebody still needs something than he or she can just go for it, but from a place of freedom, not from a place of lack …

One could not do what already is: stars, consciousness, oneself, everything is already here. IT’s evolving, moving and oneself is like a co-driver in the Chevrolet of Life, who knows he does not have to worry, even if the engine sometimes jolts …

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Author: Briant Rokyta

Briant Rokyta is an Austrian artist based in Vienna. He follows the principle of PERMANENT CREATION in performance, drawing, painting, writing and sculpting and in providing lectures and workshops. PERMANENT CREATION is another way of viewing the world. Not through the rational mind but through art, through being, which is constantly creating itself: Each moment is creation and oneself is intimate part of it. Human society is also changing, a new level of relatedness arises and the age of separation is sinking. I find it helpful and joyful to use art in such a way to support this process in favor of a world that is more beautiful, integrative and playful. The best way of doing so is to show this potential of art, in various garments and as a way of life together with fellow artists. For further information please check out: http://www.briantrokyta.comView all posts by Briant Rokyta